At half past nine, they set off the fireworks in the yard.
Instantly, the darkness was illuminated by dazzling colors, and everyone cout to watch the fireworks and take pictures. The fireworks were so bright and breathtaking that Ivy could not help but shed tears at the sight.
She recalled fragments of her past and distinctively remembered the year when her grandmother had taken her to the city center so that she could watch a grand fireworks display. During the show, her grandmother's wallet had been stolen, and they did not have the money to take the bus back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn that cold night, it had taken them nearly three hours to walk home.
Many of Ivy's memories were filled with icy coldness and poverty, and though she rarely looked back, these memories would still occasionally rush back to her.
Midnight arrived, marking the beginning of a new year.
They had finished setting off their fireworks just as their neighbor began setting off theirs.
The sound of successive fireworks and firecrackers conveyed people's anticipation for the new year.
After taking a big group photo, Layla sent Ivy to the television station.
"Are you still going to intern after the winter holidays?" Layla asked.
Ivy shook her head. "My academic results are my top priority, so I will only intern during the holidays." "I see. I was worried that you would want to intern even after school starts. You will run yourself thin if you do that. You are really popular on the Inte right now, so the station will definitely want you to continue working there. You must stand by what you believe in and not be swayed by others." "Mr. Gardner respects my wishes." Ivy smiled. "He said I can return to the station and intern there in the future." "They are just doing this for their own With your current any station would be to have you!" "Experience is far more important than popularity. Popularity never truly lasts!" "I'm glad that you keep a leveled head," Layla said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen they arrived at the television station, Layla considered walking vy O the station but knowet into was instantly get recognized.
Ever since she had announced her marriage to Eric, there was not a soul in the area that did not know her.
"I'm just going to stay in the car. You should go inside!" Layla said to Ivy.
"Okay, Layla. Hurry hand rest. It's late." "Sure. I will text you when I get home." "Alright." Ivy entered the building and made her way to the hall.
When one of the staff spotted Ivy, he hurried over to her. "Happy New Year, Ivy! Have you memorized your script?" She nodded sheepishly. "Almost. Happy New Year to you as well." "Did you know that Andrea and Anthony were dating? I couldn't tell!" "How did you find out about it?" Ivy asked curiously as she had not told anyone about it.
"Andrea was fired, but not because าวน of her relationship with Anthony. Those two were the only ones backstage when your script was swapped. Since they were dating, neither of their testimonies could be trusted. The manager asked them to tell the truth or leave the station."